Detdiar sidj as efterluket wurden.
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In a breath behold him mounted,
Armed and dashing o'er the field,
With him horsemen ten, all counted
That might still a weapon wield.
Close the robber-tracks they follow,
Which the moon-rays still reveal,
And the earth rings deep and hollow
'Neath each flashing hoof of steel.
Now, brave Melleff, now God speed thee !
Chains and wrongs thou hast forgot !
She, thy guardian, she doth need thee,
Else thou dost remember nought !
Fast they ride till Phosphor waning
Drowns in Phoebus' jets of gold,
Fast they ride, and fast are gaining
On the wild marauders bold,
Who are thundering down the valley,
Through the palm-grove far and fast,
Till with maddening speed they sally
